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Jadix · 03-19-2007, 01:03 PM

The death of lust
how glorious
In the desert of
the angels
Oh where kingdoms once
could scratch the sky
In the old times when
we were blind

Oh-woe---------oh
Oh-woe---------oh
woe-HOE--------oh
Woe-hoe---------woe

And people now meet
eye to eye and
kill for what once the
kids could buy and
there is no crime but
the dead persist
their bodies stain my
conciousness

Oh-woe---------oh
Oh-woe---------oh
woe-HOE--------oh
Woe-hoe---------woe

Woe my god my god
what have you done?
We killed our mother
And our sons
And my hands are red
My mind is spent
For fifty cents
I gave in

03-19-2007, 01:03 PM	#1 (permalink)
Jadix infamous nimbus Join Date: Mar 2006 Posts: 140	Post nuclear revolution The death of lust how glorious In the desert of the angels Oh where kingdoms once could scratch the sky In the old times when we were blind Oh-woe---------oh Oh-woe---------oh woe-HOE--------oh Woe-hoe---------woe And people now meet eye to eye and kill for what once the kids could buy and there is no crime but the dead persist their bodies stain my conciousness Oh-woe---------oh Oh-woe---------oh woe-HOE--------oh Woe-hoe---------woe Woe my god my god what have you done? We killed our mother And our sons And my hands are red My mind is spent For fifty cents I gave in Last edited by Jadix; 03-25-2007 at 05:31 PM.